Reclaiming Austin
By:
William Tyler King
(Copyright 2005-2007 by the author)
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Chapter 22
True to
“This will be even better when we
get some fucking furniture in here.”
“Fuck’n A, you’re such a PERVE!” He said grinning to himself as he breathed hard trying to regain his breath.
And so, over the next few nights we moved a large portion of what we owned to the new place. I had given Michael directions on how to move my Cichlid tank while we were gone. He of course, kept goading me by referring to it as my goldfish bowl. Then he’d add, “Besides, Jason will be helping me, and he works with Dolphins.” Which would get Jason all defensive and starting a new battle line as “dolphin’s aren’t even fish!”… Michael just smirked since he couldn’t be happier than when he was actively goading someone else and making them suffer.
By Thursday night we were heavily
moved into the new place and were just in my apartment in DeLand
after work eating our dinner when the phone rang.
I let
“Ohhh,
Hi Mom!” he was silent with a few ‘Uh huhs’
and acknowledgements. “Sorry Mom, but we’re going to a wedding in
“My dad had a heart attack the day after Thanksgiving.” My face must have fallen because he quickly reassured me, “Nooo, he’s alive Alex, But he’s still in the hospital, and mom wants me to see the SOB instead of going to the wedding.”
“Michael and Ryan will understand hon, he’s your father…” I offered expecting that that was his problem. “Nooo, fuck that SOB, he fucking threw me out of HIS house and said he never wanted to see me again. Fuck him; Michael and Ryan are more family to me than that bastard will ever be!” He said angrily… I hadn’t realized what a raw nerve I’d just picked at.
“I’m sorry baby, you know I want you with me, but he IS your dad… I just don’t want you worrying about him all weekend…” I said in my soft appeasing voice.
“Alex, he’d kill you if he had a
chance; he blames you for my being here… He’s the reason I had so
many issues with gay people when we first met. Hell! If he’d known
about Joe, that bastard would have pulled the fucking trigger”
“Well what about your Mom? Obviously she thinks you two can work it out…” I added as an after thought.
“SHE still believes in fucking
miracles, Alex, she gives money to fucking TV evangelists and thinks
she can fuck’n
pray me straight.”
I had no desire to argue with him. Honestly, I wanted him with me on the trip, but something told me this was important. “You know I’m behind any decision you make hon, I just don’t want you to regret this in the future.” I said as my last piece.
“I know baby, and I appreciate it,
Mom sure will be impressed when I tell her.” He said as he stepped
up and hugged me. “But I promised that I’d go, Ryan wants me as his
best man, and I WANT to go, besides, I want to fucking cream all
over you in
After pounding my ass into a soft gooey paste, he kissed my lips and said, ‘Thank you hon… Maybe after work I’ll go and see him before we go… If that fucker’ll even see me!” he said lying down beside me.
“Baby, he’s your dad…” I started to
say before a frustrated
“Yes, that’s true
“Again?” I wondered out loud… “Until I give you permission to stop, old man!” he teased back…
The next day I learned you really can walk funny after enough hard pounding, not that I complained much. Hell, I even bragged to Marika and Ashlyn about it, James smiled and I knew he was thinking of his date that weekend with Christian…
I went home and finished packing
and through
So Austin FINALLY showed up about 5
minutes before we were supposed to be on the road to
“I’m fine honey, just worried about you… and maybe a little curious.” I said as I got him a beer.
He snorted and whispered in my ear,”You’re just happy I’m gunna be on the plane cause you’re scared to death of them!” he asserted.
“AND that you’re coming with me… I can’t imagine facing all those people without you.” I protested.
“You little tramp, you’d just pick
up a new boyfriend.”
“That’s better, you’re forgiven now” I teased pressing my body against his once again.
Once we were loaded, I drove since
I needed to calm myself down before the flight and
I remained silent, letting him continue at his own pace. “I met my mom there at the hospital in the waiting room so we could go in together...” He said distantly. “And as soon as he saw me enter his room he began fucking yelling at me, he ordered me out of his fucking room and called me a fucking fag disappointment,” Austin Paused, “those were his fucking opening statements of his fucking screaming outburst, and then, as I went to wait for mom in the waiting room, the light on his room came on, and I heard the intercom calling a code blue to room 318, dads room. Alex, he had another heart attack just from seeing me.”
There was so much, angst and pain in his voice, my heart began breaking, I wished desperately that I hadn’t ever encouraged him to visit that awful man. “Austin, baby…” I began…
“PLEASE don’t say it wasn’t my fault Alex, it was! The fuck’n sight of me caused his fuck’n heart attack!”
. “I’m not gunna
argue with you baby.” I said solemnly. “I just
wanna ask how he is now, how you’re
doing?” I asked softly.
“Alex!”
I flinched, he was right, it was a dumb question. “I mean, did he…?” I began,
“No he lived; the Doctors were
still in there when I fucking left though.”
“And you?” I asked pensively, knowing what a dangerous question it was.
“I almost killed my father Alex, how do you fucking think I’m doing?” he asked with underlying anger.
“
“Well Alex, I think it’s safe to
say that won’t ever fucking happen.”
“
“No Alex, I love you, but you don’t
know a fucking thing about the world I came from… You came from a
world of reason and romantic poetic ideals. And
I love you for it, but my world is fucking dark and primitive… guys
don’t love anybody, don’t hurt, don’t
feel anything! You saw the way Nathan was;
that’s what I came from! He might be young
enough to change, I was… but dad won’t change… EVER!.
He made that clear tonight.”
“You gunna
be alright on the plane hon?”
“I have to be.” I responded tersely.
“Alex, please don’t be like that,
this has fucking nothing
to do with you.”
“WHAT???” I asked explosively. “How can you say that to me??? Have I not been a god dammed part of your life through this whole bloody thing???” I asked him pointedly as I slammed on the brakes and turned to face him. “You tell me right fucking now if I’m wasting my time? Are you with me or are you going back to that other life? You obviously still feel part of it!” I demanded.
I let him hold my hand, “Sorry
baby, but I just don’t know… I want to believe you… but… this is all
so big, and you’re so…” I began to protest,
“Alex, sweetheart, there was never
a single moment when I thought of leaving you, hon.
That was never in question for me… I love
you, I want to be with you. Please believe that, Alex. My Dad
made it clear that there is no room in his life for me. That’s his
prerogative, but I hope like hell there’s still room in yours for
me?”
The fear and doubt in my heart that had been brewing suddenly melted… “Of course baby, Austin, I just don’t think I could have handled loosing you again…” I said haltingly.
“So, let’s not play the jealous
girlfriend self-fulfilling prophecy card, ok?”
I couldn’t help but smile back through a deep blush, “As if I stood a chance against you turd boy!” I said as I blushed.
“If we weren’t so close to the
airport I’d make you pull over so I could
scrump you into next week.”
“If we weren’t boarding as soon as we got to the airport, I’d pull over right here!” I said pulling back on the road.
“When we get to the hotel, your
tight little ass is ALLLLL mine!”
The Airport wasn’t as crowded as
I’d seen it on some weekend mornings, thank god for evening flights.
We stood in line and checked our luggage on and took our
carry on’s with us.
I almost balked as we got to the area the lounge was in, the plane
was already loading and
A perky brown haired flight
attendant took our tickets and told us where to sit.
We were on a DC-10 so there were mostly just seats on the
sides. I sat on the outside since
When we were seated,
We had these mini cokes and little
bags of pretzels as we flew over
“Thank you!”
I was started to protest about how dangerous it was, but the thought hit me that that was what he was so excited by, and before I could utter a syllable, he was gone. So I waited a few minutes and got up the courage to stroll to the bathrooms knowing the whole time that everyone I saw knew what I was about to do, I opened the door and slipped into the tiny room to find Austin sitting on the toilet with a lecherous grin.
“You’re such a tramp!” he whispered to me through his grin.
“Only for you turdboy! And god help you if we hit any turbulence!” I whispered back, in a half hearted protest.
“I’ve got all your turbulence right
here sweet cakes!” he said as he lifted a very hard cock into the
air already cloaked in a condom and glistening with lube.
“Now why don’t you back that sweet little ass down on this?”
He ordered quietly as he gently stroked it. So I
undid my pants and sat myself on his lap with a wiggled as I felt
his already lubed and condomed cock
slide up my waiting ass. It was mostly me
driving our… fuck to the finishing line. I
jacked off into
As
“Too???”
I asked noticing his qualifier. “April and I joined together when we
flew to
So
I passed a tall blond flight
attendant on the way back to my seat, “You two have fun?” She asked
quietly as she smiled and winked at me as I passed her.
I was mortified and was blushing up a storm by the time I got
back to find a satiated
“You worry too much!” He said without opening his eyes.
“
“Sooo, WE were caught!!!” I repeated in exasperation.
“Baby, even if they knew for sure,
there’s nothing they can fucking do about
it now, so relax.”
The problem was two fold as far as I could see, HE was an exhibitionist by nature, he enjoyed the danger and taboo of “almost” getting caught. I however, was a lot more shy, I was scared of people finding us, and wanted my privacy. I stewed knowing he’d gotten his wish and that we had actually been caught which only thilled him further.
A few hours later, it was light out
and we were landing in
The
The air was a little cool, but dry,
something I wasn’t expecting, As I had
been raised in
After we claimed our bags, we
followed the crowed to the lobby where we saw a tall bleached blond
holding a sign that said “WELCOME ALEX AND AUSTIN” in large rainbow
colored balloon letters. When we walked up to
him he got a big grin and said “Well, well, Ryan wasn’t lying when
he said to watch out for the exceptionally cute couple, one in extra
large and one in petite size.” The guy said grabbing my bag and
taking a duffle from
“Was it just me, or
are there a
“Oh god, this place is crawling
with gay couples, Haven’t you ever done a white party here?” Justin
asked, I said “No”,
“Holy shit, I know you two are from
“Uhhh,
sorry, this is my first time out of
“Cute, but no where near the same cutie pies, not at all the same… I’ll have to show you some pictures if we get to my house later.” Justin said as if he were going to give starving Ethiopians food for the first time.
“I’ve heard the other strippers
talk about the white party?”
“Ohhhh, just how cute are you by the way???” Justin said laughing as we swerved through traffic. “Listen baby, the White party is way more then a Rave, and well, to be honest, you and mini-stud would fit right in with your shirts off… wall to wall muscle, that’s a big part of the white party.” Justin said with a smirk.
“So what are you, part of the white
party tourism committee?”
“Sorry Justin, you can save the
spiel, we just got a new place in
“Congrats guys!” Justin said happily as he sped past a big slow tangerine convertible. “Ryan already told me not to strong arm you into buying anything, so I’ve already promised to be good.” Justin added sheepishly. He quickly added “Unless you want to see this gorgeous little bungalow! It’s perfect for a happy couple.”
Austin and I just laughed at his sudden exuberance and funny pitch. “Not at the moment sorry, but if we decide to move, we’ll let you know.” I offered as I quit laughing.
A little while and a lot of banter later, we pulled into a big parking lot, “Welcome to Desert Palms Inn guys, one of the nicer gay resorts out here; the boys had booked you at CCBC in Cathedral City, but the truth is it’s kind of a fancy bath house really.” Justin said. “And we convinced them to go to a nicer venue for you guys. Justin added with a wink
We got out and looked at the desert
scenery and then the wickedly hot obviously gay couple entering the
lobby. “Go on
“Very cute, but I’m not stripping till we hit the room.” I said laughing at his puppy like enthusiasm and need to show off again, but still mortified by the airplane discovery of us in the restroom.
“You will if I fucking tell you
to!”
I gave him a smart ass sneer and ignored his preening. “So why don’t you just take it off him?” Justin asked giggling at our antics.
I turned and
gave
“Go on, take it off him!” Justin enthused in response to my dare.
“
“WHY would someone as big and built as you, be scared of him, even if he s built, he’s still only half your size.” Justin said suddenly intrigued.
“You ever grab a scorpion or a
rattlesnake with bare hands?”
“Noooo.”
Justin said unsure of where
“Dude, you don’t touch Alex unless
Alex wants you to, that’s why “I” get away with
so much.”
“You a fucking Mob boss or what?” Justin asked me with serious interest.
“Dude, he’s like a little blond
Bruce Lee or something...”
A cute young guy with bleached blond hair and several obvious tattoos on his arm waited on us and got a big smile when he saw who we were on his screen
“YES!!!!! Mr.
and Mr. Camble?” He asked looking
up. I was about to correct him when
So we walked through a fancy enough south western lobby and out into a lush walkway decorated in birds of paradise plants and lush palms. Our “suite” was one of the big rooms past the smaller rooms and past the swimming poor which even in December had a dozen naked men in chairs sun tanning around it.
“I can’t wait to suntan in the
nude.”
“Well, you’ll certainly be the youngest fittest one here, that’s for sure!” Justin scoffed as we entered the cool and very posh suite.
“DAMN!!! “
“Are you SURE Ryan and Michael are
covering this?”
“Oh Please!” Justin said in perfect
gay sarcasm. “You’re lucky Ryan didn’t hire a small Mariachi band to
greet you here-he thinks you’re
“HOTTUB???”
“What time are you picking us up later?” I asked Justin as a way to let him know we wanted some privacy.
“Ohhh,
Dinner time I guess,” Justin added as
“Thanks, but I think we need to rest and regroup after that plane ride.” I said as I guided Justin to the door.
“All right than, you have about two
hours, then I’ll be back and we’ll go to a late dinner.” Justin
added with one last longing glance toward
After he was gone I quickly
stripped and waited as
“I let you eat it all the time!” He said back to me without turning his head.
“You know what I mean!”
“I don’t know, guess I’ll fuck you!” I said as I moved to allow my mouth to cover his hard nipple. I heard his hiss as I bit down hard, doing what we both obviously wanted to do.
A half hour later, I was sitting on his cock, letting the warm water and afterglow of sex relax my body as he wrapped his big arms around me.
“Can’t we just stay here all
weekend?”
I moaned in pleasure and squeezed
my ass together which he felt through his cock.
“Was that a ‘yes’”
“That was a…” I was suddenly jarred
from the water by a quick jab of his hips which sent his still hard
cock shooting up my now relaxed ass, I just moaned as I felt his
boyish need to assert himself quieting my smart ass response.
“W-Wedding!” was all I managed to get out before
After this third time in a single day, he was wiped out. We both lay in the warm water and regrouped.
“WOW!” was all I managed to get
out… I felt
“Lets dry off and lay in bed a
while.”
“Hon, I PROMISE that on our next
REAL vacation, we can have sex as often as we want and won’t have to
worry about anyone else’s agenda.”
Loud knocking on the door woke us a while later, and true to form, Austin bound out of bed in the nude and didn’t hesitate to open it and greet Justin with a quick kiss on the cheek. I however, deeply wanted to get back to sleep and so they talked with each other as they took turns trying to coax me out of bed.
Finally, my very randy and mischievous boyfriend leaned over me, ran the tip of his tongue up my neck till he got to me ear, then he slowly inched it into my ear and began sucking on my lobe, “I’m off to shower if you’d like to join me…” Leaving no room to misinterpret what he meant, he reached under the covers and groped my cock before kissing me once more and strolling to the bathroom.
I’d love to embellish and say I
sprang out of bed and ran to his arms in the bathroom, the truth
though, is that I slowly crawled to the side of the bed and with my
eyes still closed walked to the toilet and peed.
It was only then that I heard the shower and walked over and was
lifted by
“I guess I always know how to
motivate you huh?”
“If I don’t get coffee soon, I’m gunna suck any caffeine I can find out of your jugular vein.” I responded as I bit his neck playfully. So I slowly woke up in the warm spray and we both showered then shaved and brushed our teeth,
“Hurry up boys, dinner is in 20 minutes, Ryan will kill me if we’re late.” Justin hollered from the main room.
I gave the highly embarrassed
Justin a grin as I walked up to
“ALMOST?” I asked when he finished and stood up.
“Well, aside from you being a man and not having breasts I mean” He said grinning.
“Ok Boy’s time to get dressed and stop playing kissy face…” Justin said in his sing song voice.
After I’d gotten my shorts on, I
handed
I heard
“Here stud muffin, let me get that
naughty tie for you!” And he proceeded to fix
“Thanks Justin,”
“You just stick to being eye candy, I’ll worry about your ties.” Justin offered.
I was that quickly cut out of
“Told you not to touch anything he
owns without asking permission first.”
“I-I-I was j-just offering to h-help” Justin said suddenly awkward and self aware.
“Appreciate the offer bud, but you
aren’t the first person who’s been after me when I was with someone
else.”
I was about to say something then
stopped when
“Well, we should really get moving I guess.” Justin said a little reserved.
“Sorry Justin, I just wanted you to
know we were a committed couple, no open relationships here.” I said
as we moved to the door that
“Yeah, no problem, I just got carried away I guess.” He offered apologizing to us.
Justin drove a dark green
Altima, normally I let
When we got inside, a cute as hell
young Hispanic boy lead us to a large gathering of tables where I
finally recognized Ryan and a very drunk Michael. “ALEX…
Michael was
slower to respond but seemed even happier to see us.
“ALEX!!!!!” Michael screamed excitedly from across the table
as he stood up and rushed over. “I’m so fucking glad to see you
baby, where’s
“
We sat down with two separate
groups at first, but after a short time,
I jumped up, “You can sit here baby!” I said glad he was back with me.
As he sat down he asked, “Thanks hon, but where are you gunna sit? I wanted to sit with you” As he sat, I scooted between his legs and the table and sat on his lap.
“Don’t worry, I
won’t go far.” I sassed as I leaned back into him.
Suddenly his left arm snaked around me and pulled me into him, “You made it sound like it was your choice…” And then he began kissing the back of my neck; nibbling on my neck and drawing his wiskers across my skin, which I loved. To be honest
“RYAN, THEY’RE AT IT AGAIN!” Michael called out rather loud.
“It’s ok Michael, let them get it out of their systems now so they don’t do it tomorrow during the ceremony.” Ryan said calmly while shrugging at me.
“Everyone here is
soooo freaking jealous of you baby!”
“You mean, they all want to get in YOUR pants I think, don’t you Gorgeous?” I asked perhaps a little bitter though I felt it and was trying to keep it in check.
“Tooooo
bad for them, You’re the only one getting
lucky with me tonight sweetstuff.”
For dinner we had a choice of
Chicken Marsala, Lobster in a lemony
hollandaise sauce, and a Thai vegetarian dish.
There was also a pot roast but no one picked that.
Austin and I ate away on the lobster and I had two glasses of
this iced Latte thing they made.
Eventually, a waiter helped us move
people over so I could have a seat next to
After a couple of coffees Austin
and I went with Justin to HUNTERS, a bar the others were meeting at.
We walked into a huge club strangely devoid of the clouds of
noxious smoke which covered the gay clubs in
Due to their sizes, Ryan and his posse weren’t hard to spot, especially when big blond Michael was seen draped over Ryan’s arm looking a lot more… do I say tired or drunk here? Than he had been earlier. Still as the three of us got close, Ryan got all excited and started walking towards us taking Michael carefully along on his shoulder as he went, “Welcome boys, this was one of our main party spots when we lived here… Hasn’t changed much!” He said gesturing widely.
4 or 5 of the guys with Cameron kept disappearing in groups and going back and ordering drinks before rejoining us, after the third time Ryan leaned over and said “They say all they’re doing is smoking. Personally, I think they’re doing coke or something.” He said a little too loudly.
Justin overheard this as he was standing next to me and Austin still, he looked suddenly crestfallen, “Without inviting me?” He moaned sadly.
Austin and I
commiserated with him a bit and then Adrian, one of the older guys
who’d actually stayed inside, said loudly, “Well dear Boys it’s been
great seeing you again, but I’m off to
Justin told us that ‘
Suddenly Ryan announced to the
group, “Ok Boys, this
place is done with tonight, WE’RE going to
“Come on Stud, Justin says they
have a live piano bar.”
The bar was a small place and it was easy to see it had once been a smoke filled haven for lonely older gay men. We must have been the first young blood to be there in years except for the bartenders and waiters. The bar was decorated and had the appearance of a quaint 1940s piano bar, complete with the baby grand raised on a tiered dais and a 60’s something guy playing piano.
I was ordering Austin and
I a couple of drinks when I noticed him
on the dais talking with the guy who had stopped his older melody.
After a few moments, during which I figured out what he was
conspiring,
“Huh?” I asked pretending not to follow.
“Baby…”
So I went up and met Buddy, the Piano player, and he handed me a play book listing all the songs he knew, I finally picked one and got a new drink which I set besides the Candelabra and vase of cut roses.
“Good evening
ahh, Gentlemen and guys
who want to be ladies, or at least treated as such!” I added with a
smirk. “Tonight I’ve been asked to sing a few songs and this first
one is going out to my good friends Ryan and Michael, who are
getting married tomorrow.” I nodded at Buddy and
he began stroking the keys, “I picked an old Burt Bacharach song
since there probably isn’t a lot of cross over in what he and I play
normally. Ryan, Michael, this one’s for you.”
Then I smiled at
This Guy's In
Love With You
You see this guy,
this
guy's in love with you
Yes I'm in love
who
looks at you the way I do
When you smile
I can tell we know each other
very well
How can I show you I'm glad I got to know you 'cause
I've heard some talk they say you think I'm fine
This guy's in love
and
what I'd do to make you mine
Tell me now is it
so
don't let me be the last to know
My hands are shakin'
don't let my heart keep breaking
'cause I need your love,
I want your love
Say you're in love,
in love with this guy,
if
not I'll just die
Tell me now is it so
don't
let me be the last to know
My hands are shakin'
don't let my heart keep breaking
'cause I need your love,
I want your love
Say you're in love,
in love with this guy,
if not I'll just die
So after that Buddy went into a
whole Bacharach song list, I took
After I sung a few more Bacharach songs, Ryan walked up and said, “That was just Beautiful Alex, thank you… I think you may have to do it again so Michael will appreciate it too as if he’ll even remember anything from tonight. Anyways, I’m getting him some water and taking him to bed. Want me to wake you for breakfast?”
“Sure, that sounds nice.”
“Good, there’s a small coffee bar called “Koffi” I think Alex, ‘our little caffeine addict’ will enjoy.”
I lifted my head at my name’s mention and just smiled at Ryan, “Thanks hon, you’re a doll.” I said quietly.
“Yeah, I think I’m taking my wife
back to base too.”
Justin drove us to the resort but
didn’t come in, after giving
I woke about
“LOOK, Ryan will be here to take us to breakfast soon. You gotta get your fucking ass out of bed and get ready!” He snapped finally.
Angry and feeling crappy I finally
dragged my ass out and made it to the bathroom and peed a fucking
torrent. As I was cleaning a little,
Part of me wanted to apologize and run to him, part of me though was just so freaking angry and pissed off… I don’t even know what I was pissed off at. But aside from feeling exceedingly tired and just angry beyond words, I was thirsty as hell and wanted caffeine in the worst way. At no point yet, had it occurred to me that Austin hadn’t done a single thing wrong, he’d been the same happy morning person I usually loved to wake up to each morning, today however, my morning was spent trying to explain to Ryan and Michael, in my head, why I’d been so pissed, since I knew he was obviously down there making me out to be the bad guy.
I strolled down to Ryan’s room finally and saw, even at this time of day, a world of men in jump suits waiting for the sun to come out so they could sun bathe. I was startled as Ryan and Michael’s door swung open as I reached for it. “Hey bright eyes,” Michael asked groggily, “You in a better mood now or should we hose you down and leave you to brood?” he asked as Ryan filed out past him.
“Wrong side of the bed I guess,
“ I said to the boys
as
“Wrong side of the fucking planet
is more like it!”
“I don’t know why I’m so fucking
angry!” I said to no one in particular. “It’s a
hangover dude, I’ve never seen you with
one I guess.”
“I only had two drinks aside from cokes, and they were mixed drinks, trust me, I wasn’t drunk!” I protested.
“Ahhh, getting older can have that effect, can’t hold your alcohol anymore…” Ryan teased as we walked to the car they’d rented.
“Nooo, I mean, it’s kinda like that, the headache and the dry mouth,” I protested, “I don’t know though, it feels different.”
“Yeah, well you better be ok by the ceremony.” Ryan said ominously.
“Well guys, I’ll be there, but I think I’m skipping today’s festivities and just sleeping.” I said to the group.
“You sure
hon?”
“It’s not like we’re guunna get out here again any time soon…” I stopped and hit his shoulder with my head as he passed, “I don’t know… I feel like wet crap.” I said yawning.
“Well, maybe I’ll come tuck you in
then…”
I must have had 2 pots of coffee
and a few glasses of water and an orange juice for breakfast, but I
just couldn’t look at the food… I wasn’t nauseous, just… I had no
appetite. The boys ate like there was no food
left in
As we drove
back
I fell asleep almost immediately and slept till Austin woke me up a few hours later, “Hey babe, Time to get ready for the wedding, you ok now?” He asked with an appreciable amount of reticence.
“Much better” I said with a smile.
“Must be, you didn’t even try to
decapitate me this time.”
“Ohhh, you ain’t getting off that easy bucko, I still want your head!” I shot back at him with a leer, “between my legs!”
“Fair enough!“
As I showered later, Michael came
over with two tuxes for us, both dark grey pinstripes. He and Austin
bantered a while and as I dressed in mine, I marveled at how at ease
We walked over to Ryan and Michael’s room a little later, “Oh good, you’re dressed, I was afraid you wouldn’t make it…” Michael said as he fastened Ryan’s bow tie.
“Even if I were still sick I wouldn’t have missed this.” I said with a smile.
“Besides, I knew all he needed was
an old fashioned cure.”
“How’d you get him chicken soup out here?” Ryan asked in true bewilderment.
“It was a… a different
uhhhh, cure.”
‘Well “I” do!” Michael chimed in as he pushed Ryan out of the way.
When we were all ready, we assembled for a picture in the lobby which a cute young bellhop named Greg took for us. Ryan and Michael had opted for two alternate tuxedos, Ryan wore a black one with a magenta cumber bun and tie, Michael wore a cream colored linen one with matching magenta tie and cumber bun. The wedding was held, in of all places, an MCC church which was located in a strip mall. It was surprisingly nice inside, not the tacky thing I would normally associate with a strip mall church.
The sanctum was decorated with cream and magenta ribbons, and all kinds of cream, white and magenta flowers, including two bouquet’s of cream and magenta tulips by the side of the alter.
Another couple, Dennis and Art were paired with Austin and me as Ushers. Dennis and Art were neat well dressed guys in the same age group as Ryan and Michael. Both were friends of Ryan’s who worked with him when the boys lived out here. Later on, Austin, Dennis and Art stood with Ryan, while Justin and Cameron and a bleached blond guy names Stewart stood with Michael. Ryan told us later that Michael and Justin had dated before he’d come along and that Cameron had been Michaels best friend for years.
“Justin and
Michael dated?”
“Ohhh
trust me, Michael loves to bottom,” Ryan said with a smile, “But
then what did he do with Justin?” I asked beating
Ryan Laughed then said, “Ohhh
he may not look like it, but Justin is a greedy top, he loves doing
bigger built guys like Michael.” Then he turned to
As we stood near the entrance
talking with the boys and the crew we’d met the night before, Austin
said rather loudly, “Hey Alex, here comes your boyfriend!” As
Melissa and Russ walked up smiling, followed by Daniel and an older
straight couple I assumed to be Mr. and Mrs. Fuller.
As
Michael’s parents we substantially
younger, and looked a little more youthful and energetic then Ryan’s
older and more stoic and conservative parents.
Cal, and Rhoda were in high spirits when we escorted them to
their seats. Lastly, as Cameron and I were
waiting for stragglers and
“Hi Muriel!” Cameron said hugging the woman enthusiastically.
“Hello Cameron, so who’s this well dressed little guy?” She said indicating me.
“Oh, this is a friend of the boys
from
“Ohhh,
you must be Alex than, I assume
“Yes Ma’am! It’s a pleasure to meet you.” I volunteered.
Rev Muriel turned to Cameron, “THIS is a true Southern gentleman; you’d watch and learn from him!” She said as she patted my shoulder, then she gave me another hug before entering the sanctum.
“Trust me Muriel, everyone here is watching these two!” Cameron retorted as she left.
Right before the ceremony started,
The two boys came over and gave me huge hugs. “I’m glad I know someone else here finally” Billy said in his monotone voice.
“I’m glad to see you too,” I told him careful to let him read my lips as I lead the two to where I’d be sitting soon.
Cameron was given some signal a few minutes later and I went and sat down as Cameron went and stood with Justin to wait for Michael. The man playing organ played Pachebelle’s “Canon” as Ryan and Michael strode toward Reverend Muriel Starke wearing a contrasting set of tuxedos.
Reverend Muriel nodded her head and raised her hands as a benediction and indicated that we should stand.
“Good afternoon ladies and
gentlemen, I’m so very glad to welcome you here to our home in the
desert to celebrate the joyous pairing of Ryan Wayne Fuller and
Michael BenjaminWaters in holy
matrimony.” The boys took each other’s hands and
turned to face the reverend. “While this may have no legal
significance in the laws of this land, what we do here today is all
the more holy and significant as it is a commitment of love between
these men. Michael and Ryan are vowing before
God and all those assembled that they will forever be a loving and
committed couple.” Although
I smiled back, knowing full well that he’d have wed me that second if things had been different.
The ceremony went on as most weddings do, with lots of pomp and traditional vows, and finally Reverend Starke asked if there was anyone here who had reason to object to the marriage of these two, I noticed several people turning to look at Justin, to see if he’d actually say anything. He didn’t, thank god, so Muriel asked for the rings and gave them a small blessing then handed them to the boys.
“Do you Ryan Wayne Fuller, take Michael Benjamin Waters to be your committed husband, in sickness and in health, in times of bounty and times of scarcity, to love honor and cherish so long as you both live?”
Ryan beamed up at her, “I sure do!”
She turned slightly to face Michael, “and do you Michael Benjamin Waters, take Ryan Wayne Fuller to be your wedded husband, in sickness and in health, in times of bounty and in times of Famine, to love, honor and cherish as long as you both shall live?”
Michael was choked up and it showed when his weak “I do” came out .
“Then by the powers vested in me, and in the sights of God and all those present, I now proclaim you wed and bound to one another for all days.” Muriel then gave them permission to kiss but they had already begun a long lingering passionate kiss.
“Our reception hall is located through the door in the entry hall where you entered, and we will be honored if you will all come in to give your personal blessings to Ryan and Michael.”
I was asked a few moments later to help guide the older or unsure people where to go.
Especially since gay men had extraordinary fashion sense, but few had any direction sense whatsoever,
After most of us had come in and found a place to settle down, a DJ played a mix of 80s and topical hits before announcing “Will everyone please put your hands together and help me to introduce Mr. Ryan Fuller and his life partner, Mr. Michael Waters?” And of course there was a lot of clapping and cheering as the two walked in. The DJ then announced Michael’s parents, then Ryan’s family.
As if reading my mind,
I patted his hand which rested on the table top, “Of course baby, Go wild on me!”
Some time after dinner was over, the DJ announced the first dance with the grooms and their mothers, after a few minutes of them dancing to some Kenny Rodgers song, I saw Justin walk over and ask Michael’s dad to dance, he laughed but gave his hand to Justin and said loudly, “OK, but I’M leading!”
They danced and then an over eager
Cameron tried to do the same with Ryan’s dad, but he acted like he’d
been shot and refused to dance. None of the
Fullers seemed to be having much fun, so I suggested to
I walked over and took Daniel’s hand in mine, “Hey, I know you were hoping for a chick, but I’m almost as good from what I hear.”
Daniel looked up and snorted, “Thanks Alex, but you really aren’t my type.”
“Well if you don’t dance with the
little blond, I guess
you’re gunna be my fucking bitch!”
Daniel actually relaxed after a minute and rested his head on my mine as we danced. “I’m gunna get so much shit if any of my frat brothers find out about this.” He said snorting a laugh.
“Well, first of all, if any of your
frat brothers see us, it means they’re in a gay church in
“Still, if you grab my ass I’m gunna hafta punch you.” Daniel said belligerently.
“Fair enough, cause if my fiancé sees me grab your ass, I think we’re both gunna be in a world of trouble.”
After a while I felt Daniel disengaging me and heard Billy’s monotone voice “Excuse me, May I cut in please?” He said it a little too loudly.
With a smile Daniel bowed out and handed me over to the grinning Billy. I tried asking how he was doing but the silence from him reminded me oh his hearing problem. So I leaned back and looked up at him and made sure he could read my lips, “So how are you Billy? Did you have a good time?”
Billy laughed and said, “Oh yeah,
this is my first time in
I rolled my eyes, “All I know so far is it’ll be after Christmas.”
“Well be strong, I’m sure he’s got something special in mind.” Billy smiled at me and we danced our song and I realized Billy couldn’t hear the music so he must have been following my rhythms.
After the next song started,
“So what’s with the ‘I’m gunna fuckya!’ smile?” I asked with a smirk.
“Ohhh,
just thinking…”
I just grabbed him tightly and hugged him close and gave his tight ass a quick grope. “I love you too” I whispered in his shoulder then he returned my hug, “Love you” He whispered.
As we weren’t crazy dancing, we lasted for quite a while and only left the floor because I wanted a drink so badly.
“You boys having fun?” Melissa asked us at the bar.
“Oh yeah Sweetie, I’m having a
great time.”
Melissa leaned close conspiratorially and whispered just loud enough for the two of us, “Don’t repeat this, but I really expected more from a gay wedding, this is pretty much the same as any other wedding I’ve been to.”
I nodded my agreement but
“Yeah, I can see that, Dad’s given Ryan enough shit over this already, if it were a “Wild LIBERAL” wedding,” Melissa said with hand quotes. “He would never have let it end.. I’m just proud Ryan finally told him he was gay.” She added with a sigh. “Sure takes the pressure off of me and Daniel trying to cover for him all the time.” Melissa said adding “I can’t believe you got Daniel to dance with you, a SLOW dance none the less!” She said giving me a smile.
“Alex knew I wouldn’t let him dance
with any of the gay boys so he had to go after the straight boy.”
“And not only does
“Whore!”
“Tease!” I responded without a pause.
“What is it with you and name calling as foreplay?” Melissa asked with a laugh.
“He’s a pervert; you never know
what’s going to turn them on.”
“As a fellow pervert, I, for one, think you have a pretty damned good idea what turns me on.” I shot back with a smart ass glare.
“That’s cause
I’m talented, not because I’m perverted.”
“A talented turd.” I added turning to walk away.
“Correction!”
I hugged him tightly and lay my head on his chest and said, “yeah you are.”
The cake was cut a little while
later; it was a delicious beige cake with almond butter cream over a
walnut praline pound cake with an apricot filling.
Ryan and Michael seemed to take great care not to get any
icing or cake on one another,
“That’s ok baby, I’ll be holding the knife.” And I leaned up and kissed his cheek.
“God you’re a violent little
thing!”
“You have noooooo clue!” I said using a judo move to bend him over so all his weight was being held by me and he was face up looking at me a little startled. So I kissed him and we got a small applause by the guys around us.
After the reception we talked with
Ryan and Michael a short time and heard all about their honeymoon
plans in Hawaii before Brandon and Billy drove us to our room to
pack and then to the Airport. We wished them a
good night as they were staying another week so Billy and Brandon
could explore
We sat on the plane and
“You will stop after we reach
cruising altitude, right?”
“Sorry, yeah
hon… or at least when we
get a ride home.” I offered swallowing deeply as my ears started to
pop.
After we reached cruising speed,
and after looking around to see that were indeed alone;
I turned and smiled, “It was Beautiful, why?”
I wanted to say how it was just like most of the other weddings I’d been to, and a little boring, but I KNEW how traditional he was. “Well what were you asking me then?” I responded.
“You know, what you liked, what you didn’t… what OURS will be like?” He teased then poked my belly and made me squirm.
I gave him a sardonic look and said, “Look sweetie, as long as you’re next to me, I don’t care if we’re in togas, buck naked or in tuxes.”
I laughed “Duffus!”
“Ok, but what about our wedding,
what would you want to have? What would be your dream wedding?”
“My dream wedding?” I asked. “Well, you’d be there I guess.” I said off handedly.
“Gee thanks!”
“It’s just not that important baby, except for you being there. I KNOW you’re pretty Norman Rockwell traditional, and you know I’m not. If you want a church wedding, we’ll have one.”
Austin was quiet a second then he leaned over and gave me a big kiss, right there on the airplane with everyone watching, “God I love you!” he said when he began leaning back and the kiss had ended.
“Ok, so let me say something and then ask you again. First of all, yeah, on a lot of things I’m pretty damned traditional, but with you, I have two rules, we only see each other, and I’m the man. After that, we can discuss anything babe.”
I just smiled warmly at him, If I’d felt better, I may have actually teared up. “Thanks honey!”
“So that being said, what are you
thinking about for out special day?”
“All the fun we’ll have on our
honeymoon?”
“Well, I’d like us to our own vows, I may sing mine… I’d love for you and Mrs. Tremere to plan the food… My mom can be in charge of the invitations and decorating… I hadn’t given it much thought to be honest, I figured you’d want something more traditional.” I said smiling. “So what about you hon? Obviously you’ve given this some thought.” I said tweaking his cheek.
“Ohhh baby, that’s a great idea! He won’t even need to be ordained yet since it’s not legal” I added.
“And I thought it would be nice to do outside, early spring maybe? Before it gets rainy or too hot.” After a few more ideas he took a deep breath, “I have one other thought, but I’m pretty sure you won’t like it.” He said.
“What is it?” I asked finally.
“Ok, so if we were a regular couple, we’d have been fucking celibate until we got married.”
“Yeah? Well it’s a little too late at this point.” I said laughing.
“Well, to be celibate till Marriage
from the beginning, yeah…”
“WAIT!?!? You want us to be celibate till we’re married?” I asked him not sure if he really meant it.
“What about if
we wait till after New Years to start?”
“You mean you REALLY think we can go without sex for more than a few days? Possible weeks or months???” I asked seriously.
“Between your self discipline and my competitive nature, yeah, we’ll make it. And really, it’ll make our honeymoon that much more meaningful.”
I gave
“Hey, it’s a matter of will power,
and you have plenty to spare… and we’re still free till New Year’s
Eve…”
“Anything else?” I asked
“Well, I don’t have a date yet, but keep the last week of February open, maybe early March… Oh, and I have a few ideas about where to do it, I’ll talk it over with Ryan, Michael, Michael and your Mom.” He said taking my hand in his and kissing the back.
“Have I told you how much I adore you today?” I asked him with a warm smile.
“Maybe” he teased in a sing song voice. “But It’s not like I’ll fucking stop you if you wanna say it again.” He said shooting me his best toothy grin.
“I’m totally in love with you
Austin Camble.” I said softly, looking
in his magnetic blue eyes.
Michael and Jason met us after we’d
gotten our luggage, “they actually let you fly with him, with no
leash or muzzle or anything?” Michael said to
“Bunch of fucking fags” this clean cut blond kid in his late teens said to his girlfriend and whom I assumed was his younger brother.
“Honey, just apologize, I don’t think these guys understand your sense of humor…” The medium-sized dark haired girl said clutching blondies arm. “uhhh, yeah, sorry dudes, I was just uhhh a little surprised is all.” The blond kid said backing up and suddenly loosing color in his face.
“I’m still fucking waiting on that
apology.”
“No, no, Really, I’m sorry dudes.” The blond kid pleaded as Michael reached him.
“Now fucking mean it.” Michael hissed menacingly as he towered over the kid and cocked his arm back.
“NO! Please!?!?!? I mean it, I’m really sorry I said anything, I promise, I’ll keep my mouth shut from now on. Please forget I said anything.” The kid pleaded using his arms to shield his face.
I was going to let it drop, when
suddenly
“No, he’s my first cousin, Joel.”
The kid said, still pale.
“Kiss him!”
“I don’t recall asking you if you
were.”
“But…” The kid said starting to cry, and then the other kid protested. “You didn’t say anything when he was harassing us, so either you kiss him back or I’m fucking pounding you both!”
Suddenly the tall one bent over and
gave his friend a quick peck on the lips. “See,
it wasn’t that hard, but this time I want to see tongues!”
When the girl started to protest, I put my hand up to silence her. I was curious as hell what he was planning.
“NOW!”
“Now…”
“DAMN!!!!!!” Jason said on the
tram. “Someone’s got his big bad going on!!!” I
hugged tightly to
“Yeah he does!” I enthused as I hugged him to me and stuck my face in his chest.
I assumed Michael was going to drive us back to DeLand and corrected him when he turned left on Colonial. “I’m taking you home dick breath.” He said in his most ‘you’re so fucking dense.’ voice.
“Wait a minute,
we’re still in DeLand until this weekend.”
“No you aren’t, Jason MADE us move
y’all this past weekend while you were off in
Austin and I turned our faces to one another with opened mouths, “You WHAT?” I asked in surprise.
“I got Denis, Glen, Phil, Dan, and Michael to help move your stuff while your Mom and Mrs. Tremere oh, and Korma and Cynthia packed. Took us about half a day on Saturday. So now you’re all moved in and we did a brief set up.” Jason said.
He was unbelievable, after everything I’d put him though… how could he still be so insanely sweet and considerate?
“Jason, baby… Why? How?” I asked faltering and being totally unclear about what I was asking. Jason, who was in the passenger’s seat turned to me with a big smile.
“Alex, baby, all I did was organize the thing, I mean, I helped too, but it was just a matter of getting a few other guys to help, and Michael was the one who thought to call your Mom and Mrs. Tremere.” Jason said with his picture perfect smile.
I reached up around the seat and
gave the growling irritable Michael a big hug, “Awwwwwwwww,
you actually helped?” I said happily as
“Screw you two!” Michael said almost without any vitriol.
Michael and Jason drove us home and we arrived a lot earlier than if we’d driven to DeLand. The boys decided to stay in the car when we pulled up since they had to work the next day. Jason told us that Mrs. Tremere had bought a few items for the fridge like milk and eggs.
The place was decorated and set up well given the time they’d had and that most of the stuff had been in another town a few hours earlier, the dining room was set up, and most importantly, our bed was made with new red 600 count cotton sheets. “Hey loverboy, why don’t you change and get ready for bed? Maybe you just need a good nights sleep to feel better, maybe you just had jet lag.”
I fell against
“Ok, hon, I’ll make us some tea, you go unpack.”
“Oh look, we already have a message
on the answering machine.”
I handed him a cup of tea when I
walked to over to ask who it was, “My Mom… my father… My father died
last night.”
To be continued...